Short Otter Poems
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This summer sure is real hot
Look I just found the jackpot
Lots of cool water
I could be an otter
This pool is a big blue pot
After days of rain;
I watched an otter feeding
in loch's calm water
Leaving silver trail
as he dived joyfully in
to plunder for lunch
Jesus was walking on water
And stepped on a furry otter
God yelled, "Hey down there!
You should be aware
You're treading on Harry Potter!"
As Jesus was walking on water
He plotted to get God to barter
When God heard his pleas
He fell to his knees
And found he could swim like an otter
Snow laden mountains -
Sun sparkles like diamonds
on icy cold loch
Heart leaps with joy -
playful otter is crowned by
bejewelled water
once an amishmans daughter
brought home a talking otter
running in from the field
to her church she revealed
be pleased meet our new brotter.
There once was a fellow named Kotter
Who once did an act with an otter
While clapping his fins
He juggled several rings
And Kotter paid his otter
Like he oughta
There once was a very odd otter
Who was strangely afraid of the water
He was an otter and yet
There was no getting his fur wet
A great disappointment to his father
Believe it, was once a teeny bopper
Young girlies were all over my blotter
So many avenues
But never booze
Just a nip but really I shouldn't have otter
an otter glides
across the milky way…
clear autumn night
08 Dec 2016
An amazing fact most people don't know
Otters sleep holding hands, hetro or homo
Bull poop methinks
Though some do wear pink
Most Otters go drinking with their jock amigos
An amazing fact most people don't know
Otters sleep holding hands, hetro or homo
Bull poop methinks
Though some do wear pink
Most Otters go drinking with their jock amigos
Nineteen fishes and an otter
Wondered if it could be hotter
But they didn't know if it could -
They had gone away for good
Reason? Simple - Out of water!
For contest - Out of water
My second limerick
Otter had a gift of second third and fourth sight.
He could see the soul of butterflies in the daylight.
Their spirits were captured in auras he could readily see.
I was thrilled that otter had the same psychic gift as me.
And now we are two otters
Set peacefully adrift
In kelp strands entwined
By anemone gardens
There is just you and me
Upon emerald waters
The simplest gift
Is your hand in mine
And I am safely harbored
From the perilous sea.
The biggest game is extinct
Thousands of years ago megafauna roamed the earth
Wolf-sized otter
Rhinos twice the size of elephants
Heavy seven-foot giraffes called sivatherium
They are all gone now
But skeletal remains do not lie
I won't drink the water;
It's not fit for an otter;
Even the pigs won't bother;
We ain't that thirsty;
We'll just regurgitate our saliva,
we will drink our own spit;
8/22/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Why did you bring him here? I asked my silly insane daughter.
I thought he was welcome, she replied. It is 2020, right?
The dinosaur is not welcome yet, this year is for the otter.
Getting him to re-hibernate was truly a horrible ugly fight.
If you should see an otter
Disappear beneath the water,
Whether in a brook
Or in the briny sea,
Just let me say, it's best you
Don't call a lifeguard to the rescue,
For in the water is exactly
Where an otter oughter be.
Form:
The surf pounds against cliff.
I beat my pillow moaning.
You are gone, your heart of stone
not swayed by my tears.
Onoko*-san, the bringer
who has seeded my garden,
return like the sea otter
through the waves to me.
*onoko is the Ainu word for man
On Pebble Beach's seventh green
I paused to watch an otter.
He dove, cavorted, spun around,
An acrobat on water.
Then lolling, drifting, eyeing me
He twitched brown nose and whiskers.
His thought, that moment, mirrored mine:
"He plays all day, that rascal."
Do you remember
When the moon
Danced with sun
On an early spring morning
When we use to rise
Like eagles in the sky
When we skipped
Like an otter in the sea
When butterflies
Multiplied in the fields
As we walked
Hand in hand to school
Little sister do you remember
Clumsy was Mumsy's daughter
And she was a globe trotter
While in Spain
In disdain
She kissed Mr. Kumsy's otter
Kitchi the otter escaped from the zoo
He has caused all sorts of hullabaloo
He can't have gone far
He was last seen in Flanigan's bar
Sipping a Budwieser brew
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
Placed No. 4 in Zany Zoo Contest May 2010
Wading in a branch
trickling slowly along to the ocean.
Smell of decaying leaves and honeysuckle in the air.
Tadpoles, crawfish swimming by toes in Swift creek.
River otter curiously watching
the boys playing, splashing in the water
on a hot August day.
Bream jumping, splashing
Trying to remove the land creatures
From their watery domain.